Chapter 159 The Outrageous Fourth Game

Soon, the knights who rushed forward were swallowed up by the continuous rain of arrows.

Even if a person can bear it, without horse armor, a larger horse will be a target.

After losing their mobility, the knights could only desperately hold up their small shields and form a small circular formation to survive. Unfortunately, no matter how big the kite-shaped shield used by the cavalry is, it cannot protect it from all directions.

It just so happened that these nomads' mounted archers had two pots of arrows on their backs...

Twenty minutes later, the last knight fell, announcing the defeat of the Church of Light and Night in the second game.

Because the opponent was almost completely victorious, this time the pressure was on, the balance had already tipped forty-five degrees.

Mark, who was watching the battle from a distance, had almost no expression on his face. The nomadic cavalry was inherently weak against the short-armed conventional cavalry. Before the advent of crossbows or English longbows with overwhelming range, mounted archers in the field were almost invincible.

In the history of the earth, Attila the Hun used this method to conquer most of Europe.

"Asshole! The next battle will be iron! Let's kill him!" Without Lonnie's mobilization, the high-ranking knights and great knights behind him started clamoring for orders to participate in the next battle.

If the law allows the use of iron weapons, this means that crossbows with many metal parts can come in handy.

"Guess whether the Samsara Knights were in the same situation as us?"

Mark's words were like pouring cold water on their heads, making them wake up. The balance in the distance that was about to topple was like the Sword of Damocles hanging around everyone's neck. The frustration of losing two games in a row and the threat of the team's imminent annihilation made the knights' nerves go to the extreme.

Regardless of whether this is a trap or not, the Knights have no retreat.

Abner glanced at the scale and made a hypothesis: "This is probably... a best-of-five game, right?"

Mark curled his lips: "Then you can guess again, what is the final score of the Samsara Knights?"

Anthony narrowed his eyes: "I know Barak, the leader of that Samsara Knights. That guy is barely at Sequence 5, and his ability to lead troops is pretty good."

If it can be rated as okay by a judge, it really can't be said to be bad.

Everyone speculated according to Mark's thinking, and it was easy to come to the conclusion that the Samsara Knights were probably like them, caught off guard, and by the time they reacted, it was already the third round. It has reached the point where victory must be won, and failure to win means destruction. It can be imagined that the third round of the reincarnation teaching must have gone all out.

Judge Tony reminded: "Wait a minute! Listen to those people in Boliva, Gu Xin was only Sequence 6 before!?"

Everyone immediately caught the point. Gusin was most likely promoted after killing Balak.

So...

Captain Lonnie spat on the ground: "The thief Gusin deliberately let the Samsara Knights have a hard time in the third round, and then used their strength to win the fourth round, ending this duel of the laws of [war] in the other world ahead of schedule."

Mark closed his eyes and thought for a few seconds. When he opened his eyes again, he looked around at everyone: "If my calculation is correct, Extraordinary power will definitely be released in the fifth game. The battle of Extraordinaries is in this world." Part of the war]. Gusin, who has won two games, must be sitting in the final round. Then the question is what the fourth game will be."

Mark had a vague guess, but it was difficult to say it out loud because it would slap the knights in the face.

Mark glanced at the hourglass, which still had two-thirds of the 'sand' in the air, and changed his words: "Please leave the third battle to the experts who are best at pure cold weapon duels without the support of divine power."

Captain Lonnie’s eyebrows jumped.

As a powerful knight of light, the biggest key to being able to sit in this position is that he is pious enough and the power of light is strong enough. If you separate his magic and extraordinary power, he is not the strongest.

Judge Anthony was sensitive to this and smiled: "What a coincidence! My combat style prefers to use cold weapons to attack head-on. If Lord Lonnie can trust me, how about leaving this battle to me?"

Lonnie's eyes glanced at several strong men, and after receiving affirmative nods from everyone, he gave in: "Finney is my deputy commander, and he will lead the troops to cooperate with you."

"good!"

The third game started, and it turned out to be a typical Iron Age cold weapon showdown just as the light and night parties expected.

Both sides, with 1,000 men on each side, launched a fierce attack on this plain.

This time, the Fighting Knights did not let victory slip away.

The opponent still sent out mounted archers, but this time the Bright Knights had pedal crossbows with a range of up to 300 meters. This kind of giant crossbow, which requires a person's full strength to kick the bow string, is second only to the bed crossbow.

When this kind of foot-operated crossbow with an outrageous range is paired with a heavy crossbow that requires a winch to pull the string, plus a retinue crossbowman who is good at shooting. That's the mounted archer's nightmare.

Even if their recurve bows were stretched to the limit, they could not shoot beyond a hundred meters.

A hail of arrows hit their hoods, and the cavalry archers fell like wheat.

This time, the guardian knights let out a fierce breath and greeted them with long-range shots. After shooting almost all the arrows, they found that the opponent had some heavy armored infantry with large tower shields who refused to take crossbow arrows.

So under the leadership of Judge Anthony, they launched a terrible heavy cavalry group charge, and were stunned to kill one person with an outrageous battle loss of 32 to 1,000.

The third team won a big victory without sending the absolute main force, and Lonnie's face looked much better.

The only depressing thing is that even though they have won the battle, the victorious side is still transported away by the mysterious power of the other world and arrives on the huge scale tray made of clouds and mist.

Lonnie noticed that his colleagues on the tray were fine and they waved to him from a distance. However, even if those who have fought a match win, they will be kicked out of the battle.

Lonnie was surprised and delighted to see the scale slowly balancing but tipping slightly towards the opposite side.

I'm happy that I managed to get back in the game, but I'm surprised that Mark really got it right.

"Who will give it to the fourth round?" The battlefield in front of me is still quiet, and the hourglass in the distant sky continues to drop 'sand', waiting for the Guardian Knights to send out the candidates for the fourth round.

At this moment, Mark smiled: "What tactics do you, the Guardian Knights, not know how to practice?"

"Hmph!" Lonnie said proudly, "There is no fighting method that we don't practice. From bare-handed combat to cold weapons, to crossbows, to rifles, from plains to mountains, from deserts to snowy mountains, from..."

As he talked, Lonnie could no longer play.

He finally discovered his biggest blind spot - the other party was clearly planning a war. It seemed like it had always been the case from ancient times to the present, but they never said they could only fight on land!

Beads of sweat as big as soybeans slid down Lonnie's stiff face.

Mark did not mock the proud knight leader. The leader has done a good job, but the limitations of the times make it impossible for him to have special warfare thinking that transcends the times.

Mark didn't say any more. He was waiting for the subsequent effects, and he could see them soon.

Lonnie is not a fool. He immediately realized the biggest weakness of his army: not good at naval combat!

For thousands of years, it has been a common rule of the Orthodox Church that the sea is the domain of the Lord of Storms. It’s not that other churches cannot go to the sea, but crossing the sea can only be a process. If you really want to bypass the leader of the storm to train the navy, you will make this irritable god unhappy, and he will start a divine war if he doesn't do it right.

There is no doubt that since humans extended their activities to the sea, naval battles have become an essential part of war. Not to mention the Kingdom of Boliva, which relies on the sea for its livelihood.

As long as they keep their feet on the ground, they have nothing to fear.

When it comes to naval battles, besides joining gangs, what else can they do?

Because the magic is so powerful that it can even block incoming cannonballs, the result is that the Knights of War have no other cannons except a few heavy cannons for siege. This counterinsurgency knew that there was no castle on Bolivar's side and no siege was needed, so they only brought four 6-pound cannons over symbolically.

Lonnie immediately corrected his attitude: "Please give me some advice, sir."

"It's okay! It just so happens that Mr. Renn, my subordinate, used to be a Storm War Festival..." Mark waved, and the burly red-haired macho Renn stood up with his Storm team.

"I am Renn, but I am no longer in the Church of Storms. I just work for my lord Mark." Renn patted his exaggerated pectoralis major carelessly.

Lonnie took a look. Well, those grumpy old men at sea are right.

Abner smoothed things over: "Then Sir Lonnie will lend you two large armies of knights?"

Before Lonnie could speak, Mark said: "Be careful and mix it up! No matter how strong the storm type is, they are definitely not weak as infantry, but if we don't bring horses, we will really be attacked."

Lonnie nodded.

Mark turned around and handed Conrad a monocular telescope: "I will lend you this treasure first."

In the mental circuit, Mark carefully taught Conrad how to use it.

Sure enough, when the last cloud of sand in the hourglass fell.

The thousand mixed troops who came out immediately let out a cry of surprise.

water!

Eyes full of water!

One second they were still on the plain.

The next second they had fallen into the sea.

The heavy horse armor dragged the war horse straight down. The heavily armored Knight of Light was also panicked. Even if they were told that they might encounter a naval battle, they thought they would appear on a ship at most, who knew they would fall directly into the water?

The Storm Child, who is good at swimming, plays his greatest role at this time.

Like nimble fish, they shuttled through the chaotic sea, quickly approaching each person who fell into the water, and cutting off the laces of their armor.

A heavily armored knight cannot even take off the heavy armor without the help of his followers.

Just a few seconds away, the armor that originally protected them became the culprit that drowned them.

Relatively speaking, the retinue was much better. They did not wear heavy armor and only carried sidearms and a set of leather armor. Their condition is the best.

The knight who can be sent to Boliva Island is naturally good at water.

Although they were a little panicked, they still followed Ren's command and began to swim towards the three large ships that had anchored in the sea.

Until this moment, Captain Lonnie, who was watching the battle, was still livid.

"Despicable! So despicable!"

If Mark hadn't reminded him that he really sent a lot of heavily armored marines over, they would have been wiped out as soon as they entered! ? ——

ps: The weather changed suddenly and I caught a cold. There will be no next update tonight, just wait until noon tomorrow.